Who Knew I'd Have More Friends In the Catacombs (feat. Resentvul)
Couple of convicts looking for conflict
Keep it together
I already lost it
Pack got me coughing
Back in my coffin
Tell them that I wanna die
Cause it's often
I'm feeling dread
I'm causing terror
Glass fucking shatter
Can't look in the mirror
Hearing some chatter
My head couldn't clear up
Fuck all these actors
Ain't nothing I'm scared of
I do it better and better than most
All my competitors turning to ghosts
Problems get settled, I handle my foes
Probably get wet up, the hammer gon' blow
I been balling, they been calling
I been ignoring, I been recording
They been sleeping, they been snoring
Up every morning, I've been important
Making all these bands now, hoe
Satan said we planned out
We bound to make it stand out
Making all these bands now, hoe
Satan said we planned out
That wicked shit we stay bout
Wake at night, you spot my death
Eyes so red, I'm off that meth
Keep these bitches so alive
They shaking at my every breath
I'm feeling demise from the pain of I despise
Of these bitches that can't even open their eyes
Look in the sky
Repulsion is high
I just want feeling outside of the lies
Sipping on this grey
Bitch, my vision going blurred
Ripping through my liver
While my speech is getting slurred
Picking up that blunt
Hoe my brain is getting stirred
Staring out this shell
Shit so woozy like a bird agh
Making all these bands now, hoe
Satan said we planned out
We bound to make it stand out
Making all these bands now, hoe
Satan said we planned out
That wicked shit we stay bout
Fuck my life and fuck that bitch
For making me so fucking rich
Take that razor, cut my wrist
Then think about the things I did
Put me in the grave
Six feet under how I lay
Some things never change
Sadness stays the same
Hate myself and leave this place
I hate life, this shit so fake
Sip some lean and take a case
Go back to the better days
Can't feel my own fucking face
Do some more, with hope it's laced
Take a gun and pull the trigger
Life couldn't end any quicker
Keep it together
I already lost it
Pack got me coughing
Back in my coffin
Tell them that I wanna die
Cause it's often
I'm feeling dread
I'm causing terror
Glass fucking shatter
Can't look in the mirror
Hearing some chatter
My head couldn't clear up
Fuck all these actors
Ain't nothing I'm scared of
I do it better and better than most
All my competitors turning to ghosts
Problems get settled, I handle my foes
Probably get wet up, the hammer gon' blow
I been balling, they been calling
I been ignoring, I been recording
They been sleeping, they been snoring
Up every morning, I've been important
Making all these bands now, hoe
Satan said we planned out
We bound to make it stand out
Making all these bands now, hoe
Satan said we planned out
That wicked shit we stay bout
Wake at night, you spot my death
Eyes so red, I'm off that meth
Keep these bitches so alive
They shaking at my every breath
I'm feeling demise from the pain of I despise
Of these bitches that can't even open their eyes
Look in the sky
Repulsion is high
I just want feeling outside of the lies
Sipping on this grey
Bitch, my vision going blurred
Ripping through my liver
While my speech is getting slurred
Picking up that blunt
Hoe my brain is getting stirred
Staring out this shell
Shit so woozy like a bird agh
Making all these bands now, hoe
Satan said we planned out
We bound to make it stand out
Making all these bands now, hoe
Satan said we planned out
That wicked shit we stay bout
Fuck my life and fuck that bitch
For making me so fucking rich
Take that razor, cut my wrist
Then think about the things I did
Put me in the grave
Six feet under how I lay
Some things never change
Sadness stays the same
Hate myself and leave this place
I hate life, this shit so fake
Sip some lean and take a case
Go back to the better days
Can't feel my own fucking face
Do some more, with hope it's laced
Take a gun and pull the trigger
Life couldn't end any quicker
Credits
Writer(s): Lukas Sisemore
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